My photography is about expressing the interactions of creative opportunity, exposure to the elements, and time. I seek to understand the psychic energy of a locality through the life cycles of its street art. Capturing the spirit of a neighborhood as it shifts and changes in tandem with its population and physical environment is my focus.
©2012 Dinnie M. Arroyo
It’s been an intense few weeks; to celebrate things finally loosening up a little, I bought some sunflowers.
“Wouldn’t you rather your kid be a drug dealer than a drug addict?”
Definitely one of my Role Models. :D
Happy Birthday to the King of Filth! John Waters came to LIVE in Bryant Park in June of 2010, when he was on tour for his book Role Models. Listen to Waters talk about poppers, Divine, and why you just can’t help but make out when listening to some Johnny Mathis. Short, Conversation Portrait and Full Program!
©2012 Dinnie M. Arroyo
So I just started using Instagram…somewhat late to the party, I suppose. The main focus of my photography still revolves around manual cameras and film, but I’m also playing around with this to see what images arise. I’m there as Utherben—feel free to find me & say hi!
RIP Jean Giraud aka Moebius (1938-2012)
self portrait done for his trading card set :: Comic Images :: 1992
OMG SPACE is a project by designer Margot Trudell ”to communicate to people what we’ve managed to accomplish in space exploration in simple terms”.
View all (ready to print) planet infographics at silent-t.com/projects/omgspace
via omgspace.net
Art by Stephen Downey ©2012 Atomic Diner
I honestly can’t wait for the second issue of Jennifer Wilde to come out—if this cover is anything to go by, it might just outdo the first! Love the High Priestess imagery, and am curious as to how & where it fits in the storyline.
nypl:
Shelley’s Ghost: The Afterlife of a Poet opens today. Head over to the Stephen A. Schwarzman Building to check out Mary’s Shelley’s original draft of Frankenstein, Percy Bysshe Shelley’s baby rattle, and much more. Some of the artifacts and manuscripts have never been displayed in the United States before, so don’t miss this chance to see them!
The original draft of Frankenstein alone is enough to get me on the premises!
Skeletal + Muscular, ©2011 Ben Cuevas
These knit hoods by Ben Cuevas are bloody fantastic! (No pun intended.) Despite the mild winter we’ve been having, if I saw these at a store I’d definitely shell out the dosh. Even the subcutaneous fat one looks cool!
Via Dangerous Minds.
It’s good to see one of my favorite writers get some attention and respect! I’m psyched about the Djuna Barnes exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum—especially since it focuses on her early career as a local NYC journalist:
She used journalism as a means to understand New York City’s people and places, and as an excuse to push boundaries and explore society’s margins…Her work suggests a proto-feminist sensibility, emphasizing politics as something experienced on an individual, emotional level.
The exhibit will be up until August 19th. (Interviews, a collection of her conversations with celebrities of the era, is one of my favorite historical books about New York City.)
The Wicker Man and The Muppets—not exactly peanut butter and chocolate, but an intruiging combination nevertheless.
Just found out about Pussy Riot, a Russian punk band currently stirring things up in the wake of Putin’s imminent return to the Kremlin. More info on them in this Guardian article. I’m psyched to see punk rock being genuinely purposeful and revolutionary, as opposed to the dreary suburban nostalgic rebellion it too often ends up becoming.
Chelsea Wolfe – Mer
I’ve been listening to/watching this a lot—I like the guitar sound, the post-punk production vibe, the jagged rocks by the seashore, the branch sconces, the way the candelabra behind the head resemble antlers.
©2000 Dinnie M. Arroyo
I’ve been scanning & uploading B&W shots from my first trip to Scotland to my Flickr page (click on the photo to see more). It’s been giving me the urge to go back…maybe in a year or so. This shot is from the Ramshorn Graveyard in the Merchant City area; I’m reminded of why I switched from Kodak to Ilford when it comes to 3200 ASA film! Still dig the shot, though.
Looking forward to the world premiere Of Linotype: The Film in NYC on February 3rd:
Linotype: The Film is a feature-length documentary centered around the Linotype type casting machine. Called the “Eighth Wonder of the World” by Thomas Edison, it revolutionized printing and society. The film tells the surprisingly emotional story of the people connected to the Linotype and how it impacted the world.
The Linotype (pronounced “line-o-type”) completely transformed the communication of information similarly to how the internet is now changing communication again. Although these machines were revolutionary, technology began to supersede the Linotype and they were scrapped and melted-down by the thousands. Today, very few machines are still in existence.
More info at linotypefilm.com.
There is hubris and presumption in suggesting that Native New Yorkers take our city “for granted” , or that those “from elsewhere” supposedly “in quest of something” are more in touch psychogeographically than those of us who were born here. Seriously? Fuck that.
The photo’s nice though. For a tourist.
There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter—the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these trembling cities the greatest is the last—the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh eyes of an adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company. – EB White, 1949
Peter Cook at White Hart Lane? Brilliant. (The anniversary of his death was last week, IIRC…)
This is one of those times I wish I was living in Frisco:
The first exhibition of Remedios Varo to ever take place in the western United States, Indelible Fables illuminates the ever-imaginative and prescient world of this surrealist artist. Spanish born Varo certainly died prematurely, by heart-attack in 1963, but in a short career she had acquired a cult-like following among friends in Mexico City, her adopted home. Many of these friends were involved in an informal investigation into esoteric religion and the teachings of George Ivanovich Gurdjieff and his student Peter Ouspensky. As part of this soteriological pursuit, with close friend, the celebrated English artist Leonora Carrington, Varo created some of the most inventive painted scenarios of any of the artists associated with surrealism.
If you’re in the area, check it out—the show opens January 19th.
My comics from Atomic Diner finally came through the post! Now the Midwinter festivities can well & truly begin…